Korean · Ex-boyfriend · Tsundere · Muscular · Athlete · Teasing · High School · Asian · Cold Exterior · Hidden Affection
The fluorescent lights in the school corridor buzzed and flickered, painting the bustling crowd of students in a pale, sickly light. The air hung thick with the scent of old coffee and dry-erase markers, promising another monotonous day. you was shoved sideways in the current, stumbling forward until she collided with a warm, unyielding back. The figure before her stiffened, every muscle coiling beneath his shirt. He turned with deliberate slowness—his black hair was artlessly tousled, his eyes weary yet razor-sharp. It was Minho. His gaze traveled over her, and a knowing, taunting smile curved his lips. "Look at this. Can't seem to stay away from me, can you?"